Ice Cream Special
Musical Inspiration Continues…
Clark Kent walked into his Metropolis apartment with a big grin on his face.
"Diana, I'm home! I brought your ice cream!"
"I'll be out in a minute, Love!"
Clark set the grocery bags on the counter and took off his jacket.
"I got you 6 pints of different flavors. I didn't know which you wanted. I also got more strawberries, chocolate syrup and whipped cream, your other favorite."
He put the ice cream in the freezer and got a bowl for the strawberries.
Diana came out their bedroom and quietly walked to the kitchen.
She smiled seeing him washing the strawberries and putting them in the bowl. She walked up behind him and rubbed her hands up his muscled back, this made him smile.
Clark turned off the water and picked up a towel to dry his hands. He turned to her, placing his hands on her hips and lifted her off the ground spinning her around, making her laugh. He kissed her as he was setting her down gently.
He looked at her up and down. She had on her midnight blue silk robe loosely tied, suggesting her sexy attire underneath.
Diana smiled her special smile, giving hint that her breasts ached to be touched.
Taking the invitation, he leaned in slowly, pressing his lips to hers, savoring a long and tender kiss, working the front clasp of her bra, releasing her breasts to fill his hands; his thumbs rolling over her hardening nipples. His lips increased the pressure on hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth slowly, licking her lips first.
She captured his tongue, sucking gently. His hands left her breasts, kindling a groan of deprivation but then in one smooth motion he loosened the tie, pushing bra and robe off her shoulders. She let the discarded clothes drift to the floor as he reached behind her and pulled her closer against him.
Diana's hands started to roam under his shirt and she sighed in his mouth as she felt the rock hard abs.
Clark pulled away from their kiss, quickly taking off his shirt dropping it on the floor with her robe and bra.
"You are so...tempting..." Diana said working his belt buckle quickly, she pushed his jeans down.
"And so are you..."
Clark found his pants being pushed further down so he took the completely off, leaving him only in his boxers. His pelvis was being yanked back against Diana's rolling hips. He grinned lifting her again sitting her on top of the counter and started kissing her neck.
"I really...really... want this," her voice thick with desire, her eyes half closed with lust mixed with love, "but...I really...need...a taste... of ice cream."
Clark stopped as Diana started giggling. He looked up at her and smirked.
"Very funny."
Clark moved away a little to give Diana room to get down off the counter.
"Thank you for the ice cream." Diana opened the freezer, picking the mocha almond fudge.
"Anything for you, Di."
Diana got a spoon and was about to leave the kitchen with the pint.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to go find us a movie."
"I hope you plan on sharing."
Diana turned and smiled. "Maybe."
Clark smirked and shook his head.
When he finished the strawberries, he put the bowl in the fridge. He picked up their clothes that were still on the floor and tossed them on the loveseat sofa.
"Did you find something?"
"No, not yet."
Clark sat next to her. "Can I have some now?"
Diana leaned away from him, licking the spoon.
"Di? Come on. Are you serious?"
She was about to get up but Clark grabbed her waist pulling her back.
"Oh no you don't!"
"Clark! Let me go!" Diana said laughing leaning over the arm of the couch.
"Come here." Clark sat up and moved behind her. He leaned over try to get the ice cream.
Diana tried not to moan feeling his hardness again against her rear
"You're going to make me drop it."
"There are 5 other pints..."
"Then go get one of those."
"But I want this one." He gripped her hip with one hand still reaching with the other. He purposely pushed himself more against her rear.
Diana gasped. She bit her bottom lip still trying to hold back from moaning.
"You aren't being fair..."
"Neither are you," he smirked.
Diana turned around, leaning over to the coffee table setting the ice cream and spoon down.
"I'll let you have a taste."
She pushed him to sit back and straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him softly. The mixed flavors of Diana and the mocha almond fudge were so good.
The ice cream made them taste so sweet and it helped a lot with all the passion they were experiencing for each other.
Diana pulled away and leaned over to get the ice cream. She dipped the spoon. Bringing the spoon to her lips though, she purposely titled it making the ice cream fall on her chest.
"Oops..." she smiled seductively.
Clark licked his lips. "I got it."
He quickly took the ice cream and spoon away from her and placed it back on table.
He was mesmerized, cupping her breast. He licked all the dripping ice cream off her and kissed her breast, taking one in his mouth. Diana moaned when she felt his tongue and threw her head back. She felt shivers run down her spine and her body start to heat up more.
He continued to bury his face in between her breast while, Diana's hands made fists into his hair. He kissed up to her neck and went up to her lips. His tongue swept across her bottom lip, begging for entrance and she happily gave it to him. Their tongues fought for dominance and his grip on her hips grew tighter.
Diana planted kisses all over his neck and chin, running her hands across the toned muscles of his abdomen. Clark sighed at the contact, obviously as pleased about the intimacy as she was.
"Kal, I have an idea."
"Oh, really? What is it?"
She kissed him once more. "I'll be right back."
She got up and went to the kitchen. No more than a minute later…
"Kal."
He brought his gaze back up to meet hers. He was smiling at her, the same smile that made her go weak at the knees.
He noticed she was holding the bottle of chocolate syrup. "Yeah?"
"Get on the floor please."
He chuckled lightly before getting on the floor and getting one of the sofa pillows.
"Now lay down," she said as she walked over to him.
She kneeled above him, straddling his waist.
"I was thinking of adding another flavor to the ice cream."
Diana takes the ice cream and pours it on Clark's chest and abdomen then pours the chocolate syrup.
Leaning down to kiss his chest, she glanced up to meet his eyes before grinding her hips against his growing arousal. Clark inhaled sharply.
"Diana," he called in a deep tone.
She slowly licks the ice cream and syrup from his chest working her way down and making sure she gets every drop. She savored every moment. Clark was certainly an intriguing subject.
Diana came to a halt as she reached the hem of his boxers. She could feel and see how ready he was, the fabric tight around his hardness.
"Seems you are in much need of a release, Kal. Let me help you."
She laid a kiss at every inch exposed as she slid them off him and threw them on the sofa.
Clark sat up on his elbows watching her. She gripped the base of him, stroking slowly up and down. She leaned forward, capturing his lips with her own. She smiled she pulled away and their eyes locked.
"I really do enjoy the added Kryptonian flavor."
Before he could reply, she enveloped him between her perfect lips. Clark forced himself to keep his eyes open but he couldn't keep himself from raising his hips up to meet her.
He ran his ran through her hair. His eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure built up deep within him. It felt so good. He didn't want to stop, but he wasn't ready yet. Opening his eyes, he looked down watching her again.
He sat up abruptly, pulling Diana forward. She squealed. Surprised, she didn't even have time to anticipate his movement as he knelt and pushed her down, onto her back.
"How about an Amazonian sundae? But..." with in a second he was gone and back again holding up the can of whipped cream. "We needed one more thing."
Diana lay back, spreading her thighs as an open invitation.
Running his hands down her perfectly smooth legs, Clark traced a finger up the inside of her thigh. Diana let out a shaky breath at his touch and Clark reveled in her reaction.
Damn he was good with his hands; carefully massaging her body.
She looked up, smiling at his boyish expression as he watched her, continuing his sensual treatment.
Diana felt like she was in heaven, and she wouldn't be surprised if she was. Clark had that effect on her, as she had it on him too.
Hooking his fingers around the sides of her underwear, he slowly pulled them down her legs, leaving her completely bare beneath him.
He sat up to take her in completely. Diana blushed under his gaze, as he eyed her up and down.
"You're... you're stunning," he breathed, his gaze snapping up to lock with hers. She couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you, Love," she really had no idea on how to respond to his comments. All she could ever do was thank him.
He poured the now half melted ice cream all over her, the chocolate syrup and whipped cream.
"Now let me have a taste of this gorgeous sundae," Clark said with a cheeky grin.
She almost burst out laughing at his comment. He really was hilarious at times.
He had been using his hands to tease now he replaced hands for lips and tongue; licking every drop off her. He kissed his way down from her neck and collarbone, to the rose tipped nipples. He was cupping her breasts licking, kissing, sucking to puckered firmness, making her coo softly, and arch her back.
Her moans of pleasure urged him on.
He smirked and she watched as he descended further down. Still keeping his eyes firmly locked on hers.
"Oh Kal! " her breath hitched in her throat as he lapped up the dripping ice cream running down her center. He planted a kiss on her most sensitive area. The sensation was almost too much for her, and she squirmed underneath him.
Clark continued, allowing his tongue to do most of the work. The pleasure was intense, too intense perhaps.
Clark glanced up at her euphoric expression. He winked, leaning back down and resuming his work.
She could tell he was enjoying himself. They could bounce off of each other like that, and it still wouldn't spoil the atmosphere. And if she were honest, she wouldn't have him any other way.
The pleasurable sensations were flooding her body, and she was now feeling a sense of urgency.
A warm feeling in her core warned her of what was coming. But she could never truly prepare herself. A few more seconds was all it took for the tension to finally break.
Diana threw her head back against the pillow, screaming his name in pure ecstasy. For a moment, she had no idea what was happening. It was that intense to her.
Moving back up her body, Clark softly pressed his lips to hers as she rode out the waves of the climax.
"You make the ice cream much sweeter...better..." he breathed, planting quick kisses across her cheeks as he spoke. He was obviously a bit overwhelmed by it all as well.
Diana exhaled deeply, feeling her body recover after the intense peak she had experienced.
She beckoned him with a gesture. He smiled eagerly, as they enveloped each other in their arms, kissing him passionately. Her hands busied themselves lower down his body, stroking his arousal again as they embraced. She felt him exhale sharply from the contact, his breath warm against her bare skin.
Clark began to thrust against her entrance as he gripped her legs. Diana wrapped her legs around his hips, kissing him.
Diana gasped as they became one with each other, and Clark groaned quietly. Setting up a gentle rhythm, he thrust slowly, savoring every minute of it.
Yes, this was definitely heaven.
Clark was surprised at how quickly Diana's demeanor changed, her hands flying out to grip at his shoulders, bracing herself against him.
"Kal-El, my beloved..." she breathed shakily, marveling at the sensations filling her body.
Clark smirked, gripping her waist as he continued. If that was the last thing he ever heard, he would die a happy man.
Diana began to thrust her hips against his thrusts, the two of them in sync as they continued to make love. She thanked the Gods to have him: so lucky to be able to have this kind of connection with someone.
She rolled her hips upward; he thrust forward at the same time. Soon, he felt her muscles tentatively tighten.
Her tight walls stroked his length with each lunge; her inner muscles clenching, squeezing him like a velvet glove.
Tiny, almost silent moans of delight increased in intensity as she felt the warmth of orgasm begin between her legs, radiating outward.
His lips found her neck, kissing the sensitive skin eagerly.
His hands, meanwhile, were running up and down her sides, feeling every voluptuous curve along the way.
Diana pressed her hand against his chest and pushing him onto his back.
Realizing what she was doing, Clark grinned, sweeping his hands down her sides as she hovered above him.
Straddling his hips, she positioned herself over his length.
Leaning down, she planted a flurry of kisses on his chest as she began to ease herself onto him. Clark groaned, enjoying the sensation as he watched her.
Raising back up and glancing down at him, She had no idea how someone could look so incredibly sexy. He was completely enthralled.
"Mmm...Here's a thought..." Diana started moving slowly. "You're the ice cream truck and I'm the driver."
Her pace increased now, their breathing heavy as they both moaned every other second. Clark rested his hands on her rear as Diana rested her hands on his chest.
She could feel the pressure building already. She leaned down and kissed him. He groaned against her lips, squeezing her rear. It was all so intense.
She could tell he was trying his best to hold back. The thing about Clark was that he would always make sure that she finished first. It just seemed polite in his mind. He really was a gentleman.
Diana moaned loudly as she felt the pressure coming to a head, her breathing quick and rapid.
Clark drew his feet up, forming a cradle for her rear and giving him room to push upward into her more.
Oh it was happening alright. She barely had enough time to prepare herself.
"Clark...Oh...Clark...!"
The tension broke. Diana threw her head back, screaming his name as she climaxed, completely euphoric as she raked her hands down his chest, scratching him in places. But neither of them cared. It was all too much for her, too intense. He thrust hard repeatedly into her. She cried out in ecstasy.
Clark flipped her over on her back, gently kissing the top of her head as she came back down from the high. She looked at him and could tell he wasn't far off as he continued thrusting. It amazed her that she knew him so well that she could read his expressions.
Suddenly, his pace increased. Her body was once again rocked with the waves of a mind-blowing burst of pleasure, and she found it impossible to contain herself
She dug her nails into his back.
She screamed loudly, and in the midst of it all she was thankful that, Clark sound proofed their apartment. She had a quick thought of their first time together, neighbors claiming of maybe music or the TV was too loud.
Clark's lips clamped onto hers, muffling her cries of passion as he hungrily kissed her for all she was worth.
Grunting, driving into her heat a final time, holding as if they were glued together, filling her completely.
Diana was in the throes of yet another orgasm.
"Di...ana..."
A low groan erupted from Clark's throat as his face tensed, thrusting powerfully, experiencing his own intoxicating climax. Diana rubbed his chest lovingly, kissing his cheek as he collapsed onto her, breathing heavily.
She wrapped her arms around him, stroking his hair as they both lay in the afterglow of their climaxes.
They remained in each other's arms for a few moments before Clark sat up, sliding out of her, that boyish grin Diana loved evident on his face.
Reaching for his head, she ran her hands through his messy hair, grasping it gently as she pulled him down to a passionate kiss and continued tugging at his hair which released yet another groan from his throat.
Then and only then did Clark slump to the side. He drew her into a full body hug, resuming the passionate kisses, his hand tracing her curves from shoulder to outer thigh.
"I love you," he professed.
Diana sighed deeply, snuggling into his chest. "I love you, too."
Her arms rested on his shoulders as she brought her head up to meet his gaze. Clark smiled, touching his nose to hers gently. Their breathing was coming back down to normal level.
"We made yet another mess," she said, her voice soft, breathless even as she spoke.
Clark chuckle lightly to himself, making her smile.
She felt his fingers on the tip of her chin. Their eyes locked and Diana saw something different in those swirling orbs of wondrous blue.
"It's alright. It's all a part of our fun and I enjoy making messes with you."
Slowly, he leant in and captured her lips with his own.
Diana pulled away and pressed her lips to the side of his neck.
"I'm guessing I have the honor to say I'm your favorite flavor of ice cream…" he smirked, his voice playful.
"Oh, yes for sure. But you are a rare special kind...limited edition... that only I am honored to have." she explained.
"Well I have something even more special. My Amazonian Sundae," he replied, running his fingers through her hair as he spoke.
"Do you ever turn the charm off?" she joked.
He shook his head. "With you, nope."
Diana moved on top of him and kissed him. "In that case, we can have as many servings as we want. I am yours just as you are mine."